I’m pretty proud of the language in this one. It’s been so long since i’ve written anything solely Loki that I’m concerned it’s drifted from his character. Also Asgardian!Reader is my new favourite thing – I hope you guys like it too. This request was made by @luchmich and I think it’s the first Christmas fic I’ve written ACTUALLY about Christmas! All of the other ones were just about snow. Not all that Chrristmassy to be honest, depending on where you live… Ah well, enjoy!
“Midgard Traditions”
The palace was wonderfully quiet
in the evening. The only sound that could be heard was the soft padding of your
feet on the crimson carpet as you wandered through it. Your mother was a close
friend of The Allmother, Queen Frigga, so every year when the world was at its
coldest and the nights at their longest, you and your family were invited to the
castle for several weeks.As you turned a corner, you felt
a slender arm link with yours. Loki pulled you against his hip and fell into step
with you.
“Good evening.” He smiled. You bowed your head.
“My prince.”
“Every year you refer to me thusly, and every year I must remind you not to.”
“Then I suggest you desist, as your words are having no effect.”